Flowers for Zoë, 
Love for Zoë
Angels and rainbows, 
All kinds of things you can call your own

Gardens for Zoë
And oceans for Zoë
Jungle gym playgrounds, 
All kinds of things for you to explore, ohh

Call your own...

God is for Zoë, 
Heaven's for Zoë
Oh, can you even believe
That everything's waiting to unfold?
Waiting to unfold...

You can call your own
You can call your own
You can call your own, ohh
You can call your own
You can call your own

You can call your own, yeah
Call your own
You can call your own!

Flowers for Zoë, yeah
For Zoë, yeah, yeah